My devils bride

The best part of my mind is so cracked out that these devils won't let me be.
I have paranoia and histeria tearing shreds clean out of me
These night mares and visions are taking my reality.
As the days seem shorter my nights now seem never ending. WHO do I trust and just what the fuck is real anymore....
Sadistic thoughts and Violet ticks, i want to burn this world and be done with it.
An unstoppable force is the Juggernaut head of hell that resides on my shoulders, for ever burning with out any of this fucked out empathy I hear so much about.
I am to suffer for my past, present and the always impending disturbed choices of the now.
For he who follows Satan does not follow the light, he is in chase of the flame... But only she may grasp it, only she knows the power of this evil that shakes, stirs and gravitates within, she is the only other who can hear my voices of torment.
She is the only other to help me drive this dagger into the heart of humanity, a love that should never be a love, I love that will finally pain every body but me.
Together we will entice our decrepit hearts and cunt fuck our filth in the dripping gash that is this world. With mother nature to be our new beatin gimp whore, a deadly seduction for all of eternity.
My blood crazed queen with me on my knees, there is nothing I would not do for her if she please.
But for now this dormant fuck must remain buried within me.
As my Queen is no where to be seen, it hurts me to wait, but I am scared to death of the day my devil bride finally comes around my way...........